Crownless: The Fallen World - Chapter 23
Hale and Aires stopped doing whatever they were doing before looking strangely at Kassean who mouthed a ‘what‘.
“Hah! Figures that he still hasn’t installed the internet in his house and office,” Aires smirked at the male on the other line who can only purse his lips.
Hale kicked the taller male onto the ground, who resorted to groaning and cursing, “Stop teasing the poor little blond! You know how tight is their financial situation is now and yet you still dared to joke?! Shame on you!” He delivered a smack at the back of the sitting male who now clutched his head.
At the other line, Kassean watched how the screen goes into a blur, shaking, then changing backgrounds. But he heard loud smacks which he concluded that Aires was being beaten, he shivered at the thought.
They all stopped when another loud thunder echoed out of the cloud. Hale looked over, seeing that there was no more lightning coming out of the dark cloud.
“The same thing happened… before it came all crashing down. Sht! ARYA! ALERT THE PEOPLE AND ACTIVATE THE DOMES! HURRY!” The young Lord shrieked while the screen shook with movement, Hale and Aires saw the panicked faces of the people, diagonal to their vision as the people there rushed to their stations.
“Kassean, I’m hanging up. Focus there now and be calm.”
“Yeah, thank you, Seb!” With that, the line went dead.
The two of them looked up with dread in their eyes, remembering that the penthouse they were in was not covered by a roof and they didn’t know how the protective domes they installed will work on it. They scrambled their way in the doorway to shelter themselves from the upcoming mysterious thing that will come out of the cloud.
It was then a whistling of the wind came, violently shutting the doors in front of Aires and Hale. Unbeknownst to them, it entered before it shut the door close, blood oozed out of Hale’s right cheek as a line of blood appeared.
Hale hissed in pain as he touched his stinging cheek, seeing the blood upon retreating his hand, “The… the wind…”
Aires turned his attention to Hale then down to the smaller male’s fingers, he took Hale’s hands into his. He searched for the wound, finally seeing it on Hale’s right cheek, “Sharp wind… let’s get it treated.”
The taller made Hale sit on the ground while retrieving something from his Holowrist, clearly, a first aid kit.
The place they were in now was dark, the bulb died out when the storm started. Fortunately, Hale brought a lamp that became useful in this situation. Both of them were extremely curious as to what was happening outside now. There were no windows or such in there, it was even soundproofed.
Aires lightly pressed his left hand on the right side of Hale’s head, his right hand applying pressure to the wound with a medical gauze, and his face was so focused that he failed to notice how Hale looked at him.
Then he softly applied antiseptic using a cotton held by a tweezer before gently patting antibiotic ointment on Hale’s wound, who tried his best to not flinch or hiss because of the pain. When he was finished, he took a cooled adhesive sterile gauze then plastered it over the treated wound.
“Sht! So cold!” Hale finally reacted.
Aires nodded at his work then lightly tapped Hale’s other cheek, “Great job. I’ll go down to check if everything is alright.”
Aires stood up to go down the stairs but he heard Hale uttered, “Okay. Let’s go.”
The smaller was confused by Aires’ reaction when the taller stopped in his tracks to look at Hale’s wound then his eyes wandered up, “Nothing. Let’s go,” Aires waved his hand when he faced his back to Hale.
In a wide corridor, where doors passed by as the sound of heels against the white tiled floor echoed. It was unbelievably quiet than they expected. Hale and Aires decided to stop in their room first before going down, after all, they have to see what happened outside from their room if it was safe.
Aires stopped Hale from entering the room then he pushed him back, “Wait.”
“I can hear something inside,” The taller leaned and pressed his ear against the door.
“What is it?”
“Strong whistling of the wind. Violent, to be exact,” Aires hadn’t changed his position and continued to listen, waiting for an opportunity to enter their room.
“Do you mean… it broke the window?” Hale followed Aires’ action, pressing his ear against the door too.
The taller grabbed the knob, ready to turn it anytime. He also hovered his right hand on Hale’s back, knowing that the smaller male didn’t have precise timing.
Hale was grabbed inside, releasing a loud yelp when he was carried by two strong arms. His vision blurred, he got dizzy when he was quickly put down behind the kitchen isle.
“What the fccccckkkkkk?! SEBASTIAN!! Urk.” He covered his mouth when he felt something coming up from his stomach, slightly burning his throat.
Aires softly caressed the smaller’s head to at least give comfort, though it didn’t help much but Hale slightly appreciated his action. “Sorry,” Aires softly blurted.
Aires peeked through the kitchen aisle to see the large window was broken, shards were everywhere. Some of it was stabbed in the sofa, in the paintings, just everywhere. Hale also peeked through, eyes darting before he focused his vision towards the cloud.
There was an eye at the center, drawing up the air to an updraft at almost the speed of 200 kilometers per hour or even higher. The updraft sliced the roofs of the houses in an unbelievable speed in its wake, then it suddenly rained icicles, about 0.5 to 1 meter long, when the eye turned into a bowl-shaped cloud.
The people of Gavin City screamed. Mostly at the center of the city, scrambling their way out of the city to save themselves, but the icicles were in the way. Some of it was stabbed too deep in the paved ground, spreading blue mist that turned thick into a cold fog. That hour, the warm temperature of Gavin City dropped to a negative degree.
Their visions were blocked and they have no escape in that calamity. It was just almost a year before another of this happened and another one came, more dangerous than the last. Also, they were even so ready to push the City to advance once again and their rise to their economy was within reach; but it was all in vain.
Hopelessness filled their very eyes.